"OH MY GOD," THE WOMAN said, keeping the door mostly closed. Lin pulled her features into what she thought was a forlorn countenance, an emotion long forgotten. Shock, confusion and pity played across the woman's features in quick succession. "What happened, you poor thing?" the woman said, though the door didn't move.
Lin looked at the doorbell where her finger was still poised, the nail broken, then to the woman's shoes. Then she let her gaze meander up the woman's body. The corners of Lin's mouth lifted. She tried to stop them, to pull them down, but failed; she gave the woman a toothy smile. The pity in the woman's eyes was replaced with horror.
"That's it." Lin's voice was a purr, now that she'd filed off the rough edges of disuse. "That's the look I want," she said as she watched f
